[RP] The Magi Saga - The Mandate of Magic

[Noblejanobii]

((Haha! I hoped you would! I have planned to squeeze in several more but I forgot about them so we'll just have to save them for later.))

Delbin Kawa, Encantado
Water Guild
Flying over Dyrin
Affected RPers: @Gaster

"Five days at this constant pace or accounting for stops? I'm not sure how much you know about my species but if I don't return to the water at least once a day I'll forcibly transform back to my dolphin form and could suffocate. I may have mentioned that already but nevertheless, we have to return to a body of water everyday for a few hours at least."

[AWA1997]

((Would Crim be one of them?))

Jason Richardson
Shadow Guild
Flying over Dyrin
Affected RPers: @Alphys

"At this constant speed and whichever way you used to come up with a week using."

[Noblejanobii]

((Indeed she was!))

Delbin Kawa, Encantado
Water Guild
Flying over Dyrin
Affected RPers: @Gaster

"Okay, that makes sense and accounts for down time." Delbin laid down on Tony's back a little. "Flying feels so nice," he mumbled. "Why can't everyone fly?"

[AWA1997]

Jason Richardson
Shadow Guild
Flying over Dyrin
Affected RPers: @Alphys

"Not everyone was meant to fly. If everyone could fly, you'd have Rock Golems and Earth Elementals and things like that flying around, clogging up the skies so that nobody else could fly until they decide to land. Flying like that would become like walking in a crowded city."

[Noblejanobii]

Delbin Kawa, Encantado
Water Guild
Flying over Dyrin
Affected RPers: @Gaster

"I doubt everyone would do that. Just like many people do not enjoy walking, many people would probably opt out of flying too," Delbin protested. "Just as I opt out of swimming many times." Delbin frowned, furrowing his brow as he thought over the statement. "Though that mostly stems from my allergies and rashes due to salt water. Can't really help that."

[Neo Emolga]

Jysan Ryderan, Faerie
Shadow Guild
The Rusty Shield Tavern, Savire, Dyrin

I was sure Vester Dulunt had become carrion food quite a while ago. Now, normally I didn't do assassinations for free, but this was a special occasion. I also wasn't big on developing new poisons for strangers, but this also involved killing off Vrell's support quickly and it was a Shadow Guild proposition in the first place.

While waiting for Captain Blackwood, I had created some more Shadowblot Poison. If the people here were worried about fighting, they didn't need to. I was no expert military strategist, but I knew you didn't always need the better equipment to win a war.

"You..." Captain Blackwood spoke as he approached me with a pointed finger, "you're something else!"

"Should I take that as an insult or a compliment?" I asked, smirking.

We met in private, as I didn't want anyone to overhear what had just happened. Once we had taken one of the back rooms to meet, Captain Blackwood looked at me with a dark look in his eyes.

"They found the bastard dead, face-down in a puddle of his own vomit," the captain told me. "No one has any idea it was you."

"A famous assassin isn't a very good one," I told him, getting to the point. "Anyway, normally I never disclose my methods, but this is a special case."

I then presented him with the bottle of the Shadowblot Poison. It was about the size of a shotglass to him, but there was more than enough poison in there to take out a hundred people, just so as long as he only used drops of the stuff.

"All it takes is a few drops of this," I told him. "Shadowblot Poison. It's a new creation of mine, which means it's completely untraceable and undetectable. Prick them with a needle or add a drop to their favorite drink. It works either way. Most healers won't know how to cure it, even if they discover the victim has been poisoned in the first place. This is what you can use to kill Vrell's cronies with. You don't need fancy weapons or armor."

"You trust me that much?" Blackwood almost laughed.

"Of course," I smiled. "That's what friends do. You help us as a thorn in Vrell's side and eliminate his ambassadors, and we preserve our ways of magic. Because if you don't do this, Savire and your way of life are over. Neither of us want Vrell to win now, do we?"

"Never," Blackwood growled.

"So there you go," I smiled with a bow. "And yes, faeries can make for very deadly assassins. I dare say this didn't even take a fraction of the effort I usually employ."

He nodded, taking the bottle and securing it within his coat pocket. I was sure his friends and followers would understand what they needed to do. Using the poison was simple, and the Platinum Crusade would not persecute without proof. And this poison was far beyond their knowledge, even if they discovered it. If their healers found it, they might mistake it for a deadly venom from an insect. But that was even if they found the bodies.

"Fine, we'll honor the agreement," Blackwood told me. "Favor for favor. No one will miss that Dulunt bastard, but they will send another."

"And they will fall just the same." I smirked.

[Morzone]

GreenLeaf LongBranch, Ent
Wind Guild
Edge of Ezrond, Mava

Greenleaf sat and watched the sea. He was looking, he knew, toward his old home, even if the distance kept it from his sight. Memories ached inside of him and he wondered if he'd be going back there at all in his search for these mages. He sat there for several hours, watching the rolling waves and soft rush of the ocean pass by. At length footsteps came to his listening ears and Greenleaf turned.

"There really is no sneaking up on you is there, Greenleaf?" Jenny said, a small laugh in her voice.

"Humm, only because the world is so quiet today. Your steps almost sounded like the breeze on the grass." Greenleaf replied with a smile.

"I'm flattered." she replied, "but I have to talk to you about your mission." Jenny pulled out a small stone tablet and handed it to Greenleaf. "I've enchanted it tohold the names of several nearby mages I want you to recruit to Mava's defense. Most of them are underground mages in Dyrin, hiding for their lives. But one is part of the Shadow guild who is working on his own to stir up resistance. The Shadow mage I believe is closest, but all the mages are relatively nearby the coastline.

Haste is important Greenleaf, I need you to depart at once. But please be careful, you are a very important asset to the cause of the wind guild and I want to know you're safe. In an emergency you can also use that tablet to contact me."

Greenleaf nodded, and Jenny took her leave of him. He couldn't fail her, so he looked down at his tablet. The Shadow mage, who was apparently closest, was a Faerie named Jysan and he was currently in... Savire?! That was right in his old forest home! So he'd be closer than he'd even dared to think. It would make his journey more difficult, especially if they were on the outlook for ents who escaped the burning.

Still, he had his mission and by the Autumn colors he was going to complete it. Placing the tablet on his chest, he allowed the bark on his body to grow over it slightly, securing it safely to him. Then with two giant, running steps, Greenleaf lept into the ocean, and swam for Savire.

[FedoraChar]

Valryssa Scarlet, Dragon
Fire Guild
Skybound City, Aquamarine Ocean

Having placed some distance between her and the Kindred Flames terminal, Valryssa stopped and scanned the crowds. As usual, the city was bustling with life; creatures of all shapes and sizes scurried or flapped their way about. Several individuals stood on the opposite side of the street, clearly waiting for new arrivals. These Valryssa examined closely, wondering if their ice mage waited with them.

As helpful as always, the Guild had neglected to mention their guide’s species—only giving their name. Yet if their superiors were being so careful about selecting human-like agents, then surely their guide wouldn’t be one of the giant brutes she was half—

“You look like a Scarlet if I e’er saw one.”

Valryssa stiffened at the gravelly voice speaking behind (and above) her. Slowly, she turned around, finding a great wall of snow-white fur and armor before her. Beady eyes stared down at her from the shadow of a battered iron helm, right behind a grizzled muzzle full of yellowed teeth. The she-dragon took a step back, if only to get a good look at the creature.

“…A bear is hardly discreet,” she finally concluded.

The polar bear’s lipped curled, revealing several broken teeth. “’Ardly. But you’d be ‘ard-pressed ta find a be’er guide thru the cold dark—one with my availabi’ty at that. Name’s Nunatak.”


-->Sub-character:
Bahram, Ifrit
Fire Guild
Skybound City @Gaster

Going off in their own direction, it wasn’t long before Izuru and Bahram immersed themselves in the streets of Skybound, surrounded by a menagerie of Ariel’s inhabitants. The Ifrit’s eyes were wide with wonder as he beheld sights he had never heard of before (and unfortunately he was falling into the habit of staring).

“Gotta be honest here,” Bahram whispered over to his Kitsune companion. “I’ve never been out of Dracora before… And I have no idea where we’re going. Or, what we’re looking for, for that matter.”



((OOC: It took an absurd amount of time to figure out a name for the freakin' bear >>'))

[VeloJello]

Lightthroat Hadran Lurel
Wind Guild (High Speaker)
Lesonia, Raya (Shadow Guild chapter meeting)
ARP’ers: @Saraibre Ryu, @Alphys

((Apologies for how long this took!!))

Hadran felt a little bit overwhelmed by all of the names - and the unwelcome kiss on the hand, though she managed to cover up her irritation and seem stoic, if not charmed. However, she was fairly certain she would be able to remember them all well enough to get on with them, at least for now. “I feel it would only be fair to introduce the members of my own Guild,” Hadran answered Saryus. “Both out of courtesy and so that you know as well as I do the sort of talents we have to work with.”

“First, we have Gen Hayden, human.” She gestured to the large man on her side opposite Aria-Haizen, who nodded a bit tensely. “Gen is a man of few words but many talents. Having served in Dyrin’s military before the Platinum Crusade, he knows much about the monarchy’s structure and members. Furthermore, he is skilled in subterfuge and subtle arts.”

“And Emella, glaistig, a specialist in illusion-based magics.” The gazelle-legged woman stepped forward, inclining one horned head to Saryus before stepping back into line. “She is best known for her skill in ‘organic’ illusions, using her abilities to disguise herself and others so that they are nearly unrecognizable.”

“Then we have Laurel Kinnet, another human.” The human gave a polite bow to Saryus, extending one palm in a gesture of respect. “Laurel served in the Skybound City’s guard for several years before joining our guild. They have less magical talent than some in our guild, but they make up for it in finesse. You would never hear them coming.”

“Then there is Hakem, sphinx. His most notable talent is manipulation of weather - “ she paused as the grizzled old sphinx appeared to wink out of existence, then slowly reappeared, “ - but he is an expert in invisibility. Furthermore, he is a well-respected guardian of his species - a part of their militia, which means that he has several decades’ worth of field experience. He is also a competent field medic.”

The next member stepped forward, “Sigrun Thornclaw, troll.” The massive woman bowed her head, briefly obscuring her tusked mouth with shaggy, blond braids. “Sigrun, in addition to her ability to transform into a more human shape, has excellent senses and intuitions. She has led several successful raids on Platinum territory over the past several months.”

“And…” she paused, looking down the line. Where was…? Then, she saw their last guild member, who had jumped into Laurel’s arms and was nuzzling under their chin while they tried to look stoic. “Laurel is holding Ginger Akane presently. Akane, if you please?” The orange housecat gave Hadran a mournful look, but obediently jumped out of Laurel’s arms and landed on her hindpaws. She waved one paw at Saryus. “Ginger Akane is a bakaneko, a feline shapeshifter. In addition to having prodigious magical talent, she meets Dyrin military standards for skill in code-breaking and ward-breaking, a valuable asset to have should we recover any encoded or sealed documents.”

“And last is Aria-Haizen, Storm Kyte, a friend of mine,” Hadran said. She didn’t want to introduce the Kyte as a bodyguard, despite the fact that Aria-Haizen considered herself one, for fear of seeming paranoid or rude. “While she will not be participating in any stealth missions in the foreseeable future, I value her input and invited her along accordingly.” The latter part was true at least. Aria-Haizen was, based on Hadran’s impressions, perceptive and a quick learner.

“So,” Hadran asked to finish, “what is the usual order of things for your Guild? I am very curious; I’ve been to as many meetings as I can since my appointment, but haven’t been able to arrange any presided over by your Guild specifically until today.”

[Morzone]

GreenLeaf LongBranch, Ent
Wind Guild
The docks, Savire, Dyrin.
Affected RP'ers: @Neo Emolga

Greenleaf sighed as he shook water from his leaves. He was currently cramped on a small spot of land under a pier. The place might have been good for not attracting too much attention right off the bat, but it was horribly uncomfortable for someone of his size. It was only the crampness that was making him unhappy though. The fact that he was so close to his home and had to hide from it brought back bitter and wishful memories.

Leaning back against the wooden pole, something he wasn't quite sure he approved of yet, greenleaf closed his eyes and let the memories wash over him like the water on the shore. He could see her red gold maple leaf hair in the moving in the gentle breeze, her smile as she played with the birds and squirrels and other creatures of the forest. The way she pushed her hair back when she took a drink from the flowing- what was that?

Greenleaf suddenly snapped back to awareness as a large group of people began walking along the pier he was hiding under. They seemed to be a group of fishermen judging by the rattling of their poles and their buckets of bait. Each fishermen was talking quickly and angrily, and each was complaining about the same thing: a tax collector by the name of Vester Dulunt.

Greenleaf sighed, relaxing slightly as the group continued on to the far end of the pier. Now he needed to get down to business. It didn't take long for a seagull to land nearby and as soon as his feathered friend appeared, Greenleaf pointed at it and muttered a quick spell. In a second he was seeing the world through the seagulls eyes rather than his own. Dangerous, as he couldn't see what was going around his actual body, but much more convenient for searching for a Faerie. To anyone else it was just a normal seagull, though with abnormally green eyes, which was a side effect greenleaf's current spell.

It didn't take long to spot the Faerie, which surprised greenleaf, he'd expected the mage to be hiding. Instead the Faerie was sitting on a rooftop, seemingly waiting for something. Greenleaf watched him, being careful to fly with the other seagulls to avoid special attention. He watched until, about 30 minutes later or so, the Faerie left its rooftop. It turned out the Faerie was rather difficult to follow, but with the bird's eye view and the bird's sight he managed to just keep up enough to come to a grubby looking tavern. He supposed the Faerie either had business in there or was simply looking for a good drink, if this place served such things. So he settled the seagull on the edge of the roof and waited. The faerie would come out eventually.